Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 30, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 23 January 1897 — Page 2

THE PEACEFUL REST.

"Consider well," the voice replied, "His fao»that two hoars since bath died. Wilt thou find passion, pain or pride?

"Will he oboy when one commands. Or answer should one press his hands? He answers not, nor understands.

"His palms are folded on his breast. There is no other thing express'd But long disquiet merged in rest.

"His lips are very mild and meek. Tbo' one should smite him on the cheek And on the mouth, be will not speak.

"His little daughter, whose sweet face He kiss'd, taking bis last embrace, Becomes dishonor to her race.

"His sons grew up that bear his name, Some grew to honor, some to shameBut he is chill to praise or blame.

"He will not hear the north wind rave, Nor moaning household shelter crave From winter rains that beat his grave.

"High up the vapors fold and swim, About him broods the twilijjht dim, The place he knew forgetteth him." —Tennyson.

A DREAMER.

He opened his eyes. Everything looked xnnoh as he had imagined and hoped it would look. On the wall opposite In a black frame hung the pJctruro of a snowBtorm from The Illustrated London Ne-^a of half a dozen years ago. By his bedside •tood the table, with a tumbler of wawr and a bowl of fresh flowers—lilies of the valley. On another table by the window burned a dim light. Here were a medicine bottle, some few urticles always found in a sickroom, a couple of books, more flowers and a roll of white linen.

In a low ohair near the dim light a woman sat He oould see only her bead and a narrow outline of her face. Her head was thrown fur back against the pink cushion. Her hair looked brown, streaked with gold where the light touched it. Hor dress was black. He oould see the corner of a white ajiron and the curvo of a white oollar and soft, white cuffs against small, white hands.

Ho wished he could see more of her. He was afraid to move lest she heard him. Evidently she was young. That was good. Was she also beautiful or even pretty? Would she be soft and gentle and patient with him or hard and stern and matter of fact? How poaceful it was In this little room In tlio center of tho great, silent hospital! Such peace ho had never felt before In his lifo, though ho had often sought it. No one could come and worry him hero, or staro at him, or ask him stupid questions. Ho did not care now whether ho grew better or worse so long as he could lio in tho silent room, with tho pioturo cf tho snowstorm on tho wall, and the lilies by his side on tho table, and the nurse aeloop in tho chair, and everywhere the calm and tho poaco. It was oven better than his room at home. There his mother or his father, his sisters and his brothers would havo continually come, and looked at him, and asked him how ho felt, and why ho was so stupid, and why he was different from other peoplo.

Here none oould worry him. He was wife. What timo was it? Evening probably, or perhaps night.

No light came through tho blind and the gray, drawn curtains. Ho could hear no sounds from tho street, not even tho distant roar of traffic which nevor coasos.

Should he speak to tho nurse and see what she was like? Ho very much wanted her to be protty. Ho still clung to the atupid idoa that if she woro pretty she would bo kind—and forgiving. Did she know all about him, all that other poople know or thought they know? Would she forgivo him? Hut ho did not need forgiveness. Ho had done nothing wrong. She would only consider him like othor men. Woll, that would bo better than thinking him "Bodifforcntfromovorybodyolso." Ho was quito tired of hoarlng he was "different."

Ho turned on his eldo again to sleep. Tho nurse henrd him. Hho rose and came to the bedsido and bent over him. "Are you comfortable? Do you want anything?"

Ho opened his eyesgratofully. The voice was low and deep *nd soothing. Tho thought also oamo to him that it was a forgiving voice. "No, thank you, nurse. I am all right. I was just thinking how—how quiet and nice it was here. What time is It? Nighttimo surely?" "It Is early morning, nearly 8 o'clock. You will hoar the sparrows awake soon and begin to ohirp and chatter in the trees beneath your window. Will you drink this medicine now?"

Ho smiled. Yes, If you liko. But tho knowledge has oomo to me that modiclno Is no good. I don't suppose I shall 11 vo long. 1 don't want to live. I havo nothing to live for. My ideals I have found only ideals. My dyams will come to nothing. 1 only want to—I seem to want to make my peare. to eotne to an understanding with some one or something." "Hush! You must not to Ik. There, I will

make your pillow

smooth your sheet."

"I

must

comfortable and

t'1lk,

nurse.

I

wondering it

will talk.

ami

boar

Trays.

Do

YOU know I have been awake a long time? I

have een lying looking at you.

I

was

hoping you were pretty.

I ,ui .•.• v. .. aiv,

I

i..sod to fcliink,

I

believe 1 still think, that boautiful women have beautiful minds."

"Hush! You must not talk. You will grow exeitou.' "Nurse, you know I cannot live long? Well, let me happy"—ho gavo a sort of sob laugh—"be happy for a few minutes. Let me talk just for once. I havo been silent all my life. I havo thought all my Ufa I new found any one to talk to— except Ruby, and she ran away with another man. That was because I waa poor. Bring over your chair and sit beside me. Ah, that is right. I am glad you are kind end understand me. I suppose you know bow I first become ill and my quarrel with my relative^? Of oourso it Is my own fault. I ought not to have been different from my brothers. You see, I was a bit of a dreamer. I read too many books when a boy, and I preferred painting pictures to studying law and writing stories to sit ting in a London office. I dreamed a good deal, and I never went about town like my brothers did. I don't know why I did not My sisters noticed it- They were jolly girls, kind

tod. and that sort of thing.

Hut they didn't care for

my

taciturn, quiet

niv brothers came home late from

a fellow's rooms, they used to let them in and help them to their rooms and say nothing about it. They thought It raUer good sport and were annoyed with me because I didn't ever stop out late or get mixed up in a row or drink too much. "I never found any one who took an Intone* in things I liked. Because I wouldn't go into the law or medicine or banking I tree kicked out from borae. Give me to drink, nurse., Thls-doeent

lire you? I am glad. I wanted to tell some one why I failed and all that before I died, and you seem—well, I thought I could work and live with my pen and keep my dreams and ideals to myself. Nurse, I tried. I tried hard. I had money at first. Life seemed gay and jolly. But I kept straight That was one of my ideals, because I felt sorry—I sort of felt all women were sacred, and unless I loved one—so I kept straight. "But a London lodging is not inspiring. I began to long for my books and flowers and my comfortable room. I began to long to see my brothers' and sisters' faces. I asked if I might come home and work in my old rooms. I received no answer. I got depressed. My ideals got mixed. Nothing seemed real except vice. "One night I got drunk with the lights and the noise of London. I supped at a big restaurant, principally on champagne. I met her that night. I never oared for her, and I had cared for others and passed them by. She loved only gold and jewels. She was a lump of ice. Well, I froze my ideals with that lump of ice.

"I wandered about town, tired of everything. I was ilL I grew worse. Then they found me and took me boma How they worried me! How they plied me with questions! How they stared at me I 'Why was I so different from others?' "I, too, began to ask myself that question. The first time I slip I break my neck, but my brothers make it their business to slip—gracefully and carefully. "For along time they kept me at home, always worrying me, trying to make me talk, trying to make me 'sensible.' Then at last I made them bring me here. And at last I am happy.

"There! What have I been saying, nurse? You must not think too badly of me. At the worst I am only a fool. Hark, it is dawn. Do you hear the sparrows chattering? It reminds me of the country. I can see the faint light stealing through the gray curtains, and the wind is shaking the blind to and fro. "Would you read to me, nurse? I don't suppose you have a 'Swinburne?' He used to be my favorite poet. It was he who made me dream, I think. Nurse, I wonder why I have never been able to talk to any woman as I am talking to you before?"

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Then he lay for some time silent, listening to the sparrows and the wind rustling the curtains together.

The nurse hud risen. She stood opposite the mirror and gazed at herself. She loosened the hair on her forehead a little, so that tho wavy curls fell naturally on either side. Then she crossed to the bed and bathed his temples with some slightly perfumed water, and gave him a clean, oold pillow for his head, and sat again by his side. "I, too, used to read Swinburne"—he turned surprised—"but that was long ago, when I used to dream. Dreams are bad and foolish. We were not meant to dream in this world." "No," he replied wearily, "I suppose not. But dreams are the only boautiful things in this, world. Do you remember, 'Ah, God! Ah, God! That day should be so soon?' That is what I feel now. You won't leave mo, will you, nurse? Wait until It is quito day. I am afraid my mother might come to see me, and I never feel oomfortablo when she is near me. I feel afraid. It is so stupid." "All right. I won't leave you." She took his hand In hera She knew his hours were few.

And she wondered why God had always let him meet the wrong women. If she had mot him before, perhaps—

His thoughts were similar. "Nurse, I wish I had met you before." She hesitated a moment. "So do I." She touched his forehead with her soft, scented handkerchief. "What do you mean?" "Perhaps we might haveboth been happier. "Then you are not happy? Poor little nurse!" His hands gripped hera harder. "Nurse, I wondor—would you—kiss me— direotly? It is not wrong or strange to ask you to kiss a dying man, is it?" "No, dear." She kissod his forehead. His eyos oaught hers. She bent again and kissed his lips.

"It must be 10 o'olook, nurse. Hark, there is some one coming! Don't Many one in, nurse—until I am gbne—and hold my hand tightly—because it hurts a little, does death. Let me smell those USSes. They remind me of Ruby. She was a wicked woman, nurso, but I waa fond of hor, peor little thing, because it wasn't her fault Hold me tighter, and—kiss me again. It is good to have some one to love. Nurse, don't let them in—until lam gone they will say I am so different Nurse I'1 "Yes, dear?" "You are there that is right Gfve my love to—ovorybody. Tell them I wanted to help and— Nurse, where Is that picture of the snowstorm gone? I can't see it up there now—and I oan't see your pretty face. I only see that woman—the lump of ice—so cold"— His voice slipped away, his eyes closed. God gave him baok his dream. —Exchange.

Persistent Zola.

Wbon Emile Zola hoard that he got only four votes this time in the election of membors for the French aoaderay Instead of eight the last time, he said: "What! I have really four! I am surprised, for I nover expected it, having taken no part in the nolL The election was arranged beforehand, and therefore it was useless to pay any attention to it To tell the truth, these academic elections have no effect on me. I confine myself to putting up for every seat vacant, and then I wait to soe the result without the slightest emotion. Of course I shall continue a oandidate, but I not longer pay the traditional visits. I paid them once, and that is enough. I am again a oandidate for the seat of Jules Simon. As regards that of M. ChallemelLacour, the customary period of mourning baa only just expired, and I shall wait a few days more before coming forward for hla seat And I shall continue to go on in this way. Where it will lead me to goodness only know&

All Foreigner*.

The Philadelphia North American quotes the saying of a man who ie disturbed about the future of his native, laud.

Mr. Banner—The foreigners are gettlu^ an awful hold in this country. Crosby—They are iudced. Why, I re over a list of men naturalized by the cot yesterday, and every one of them was a foreigner.

An Important Dtaeowiy.

Buffers (trading)—Science now recugnlaee a condition called "intoxication by radiation." Many ca«* of drunketow* are cited in which the victim had toothed nothing ataobolic, but bad simply tMD in the company .of drifiker*.

Whlf?era—2iii *bat OM I want tojtoow It to n»y

To Make a Man Sell Land at a Price Fixed by the Court.

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL, JANUARY 23, 1897.

TO TRY POSTER'S PLAN.

The bill provides that whenever a man seeking a homestead serves upon a man holding more land than he can occupy and use a declaration in writing, duly verified, that he is a citizen of the United States and of the state of Kan-

JUDGE FRANK DOSTER.

sas that he is the head of a family and does not own a homestead, and that his wife does not own a homestead, and that he wants to buy for homestead purposes a tract of land not more than 160 acres in the country, or not more than an acre in town, held but not used by the man served with the declaration, it shall be the duty of the latter to sell the property.

The homestead seeker must make a tender of the sum of money he thinks the land is worth. If the price does not suit the owner, he may refuse to accept the offer. The homestead seeker may then commence an action in the district court to compel the landowner to make the conveyance, depositing the amount of the tender and 10 per cent additional with the clerk. The cause shall be tried by a jury, as in other causes, and if the jury finds that the facts set forth in the petition and in the declaration are true it shall dccide in favor of the plaintiff, and it shall also be the duty of the jury to fix the value of the land.

If the jury finds the yalue of the land to be more than the amount tendered, or finds against tho plaintiff on the facts, the plaintiff shall pay tho costs. If the jury finds for the plaintiff, the defendant shall pay the costs. If the jury in addition to finding for the plaintiff finds the value more than the tender and the plaintiff fails to pay the difference, the plaintiff shall pay all costs. Women who are heads of families are to have the same rights under the proposed law as men.—Kansas City Times.

TO CHANGE A TITLE.

The Office of Secretary to the President Is Now Misnamed.

alteration in the legislative appropriation bill which is now before them.

ed to employ a private secretary, the title was appropriate. Now it is a mis-

traots from the dignity of the office. Originally he performed the duties of a private secretary, wrote the president's letters, served as an amanuensis and looked after his personal affairs, in or-

correspanding increase of executive busi nees the private secretary, so called, has become a sort of assistant president and

WAV IIIHHI v» w- gr duties relate exclusively to public affairs and have nothing whatever to do with the private matters of the president. That is looked after by a younger man, a stenographer, who writes from his dictation, who is intrusted with his confidence and transacts his personal business under direct instruction.

Each head of a department, each senator and representative and all the leading nffattn.bn of the government, both in Washington and elsewhere, have private Moretaries, like railway managers and other men of large affairs and busy lives, bat) although these gentlemen are very useful and competent, the duties of the president's secretary are very different and place biwi far above their class.— Chicago Record.

*o Abolish the Whipping Fort In Delaware.

The committee on judiciary in the Delaware constitutional convention has decided to recommend the abolishment of the shipping jwst as a means of ponishxnent far petty criminals, and the convention will take such action in a few days: "the whipping post has been in vogue in Delaware for more than 100 yean.

uulo UU1I1U,

A practical illustration of Chief Jus- more associations of various kinds than any other member of her sex. She is tice Elect Frank Doster's theory, that "the rights of the user are paramount president of the Ladies' Auxiliary of to the rights of the owner," is to be the Children's Surgical Hospital, chairman of the entertainment committee of the American Authors' guild, vice pres-

made in the Kansas legislature this winter. Henry McLean, Judge DosAlviUJ iuv-wii) VUC AlUCllfCUl AAUWUWO »*vv ter's law partner, has prepared a bill ident of the Alumnm association of the providing for the sale of lands not used as homesteads upon demand of those desiring such lands for homestead purposes. Should the bill become a law, no person in the state of Kansas would be able to hold more land than he could occupy and use—that is, if any Aio WUAU VAAyU^j iv* MWV n»» pw*t»ViVU| vi*v wwi «vw other person having a family desired to Messiah Home For Children, the Riding take a homestead out of the surplus and had money enough to pay for it.

It is proposed to change the title of the office which the illustrious Mr. Thurber holds by striking out the word mentation, not for food. "private" and oalling him simply "tiie guests at the reception, secretary of the president" The sugges- sends only bridal loaves. Every one is a tion is under consideration by the mem- miniature cake in itself, appropriately bers of the senate committee on apprb- •—j

UOTH U1 WIO DCilWW wmm*wwvv v*-. BplWU, UUl OquOiO, MJU v**w*v v* priations, who will probably make the form, iced, wreathed with artificial orange blossoms and bearing in high sugar relief the couple's initials in the center.

When the president was first authoriz- Every one of these toy cakes is to fit at the costly wedding in a box of watered white silk, having a hinged top and fas1UUIU yvuo oppupiiww. -v WilibO 01X11* UOVlUg iimgvv* nomer and a misrepresentation and de- tened with white wax, stamped with -A JS .« 1 1 rpA1/vmiA«vi the bride's seal—New York Telegram.

der tW the latter might have more of some old lawyers to the danger of Hmp. to attend to his public duties, but further inroads by the sex upon time with the growth of the country and the hallowed privileges and perquisites. If

X«w Baseball LeactM.

A new minor baseball league will «b»ntly be formed of cities from Indiana, Tennessee anil Illinois. It is probable tKftt franchises will be sold to the following cities: Evamhrille, Terre Haute, Ind. Knoxville, Chattanooga and NashYtlk, Tebb-, and Cfciro or Springfield, Dk

SiSiMSafifis!

UtUUlLlc suit ux the manager of a corps of clerks whose can she not act as commissioner to open

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An All Around Clubwoman.

One of the most enthusiastio clubwomen in New York city is Mrs. Theodore Sutro, and she probably belongs to

Grand Conservatory of Music, a member of the entertainment committee of the Manuscript society and a member of the Woman's Relief Corps of the Grand Army of the Republic, the Vassar Students' Aid society, the Kindergarten association, the Ladies' Auxiliary of the

club, Society For Political Study, the Camera club, the Woman's Legal Education society, the Genealogical and Biographical society, the Patria olub, the Woman's Press club, the Folklore society, the Ladies' Christian union, the New York Ladies' club, Sorosis and the American Copyright league. This is a formidable array, but Mrs. Sutro does not attempt to attend all the meetings of these clubs. Otherwise they would occupy all her time, and she would have none left for her Home club,'' which, she says, interests her more than any of the others.

The Ray Shirt Waist.

Of all the devices yet invented by woman for the ensnaring and destruction of man's soul the ray shirt waist is the most diabolically efficacious. I ryi.ll them ray shirt waists, says a correspondent of the St. Louis Mirror, because they have somewhat the effect of the Roentgen photographs, in that they disclose most bounteously the feminine framework through a warp and woof transparent. They are the most solicitous things. The sleeves are but substantial lures for the eye to the ivory arm Through these sleeves one can note even a vaccination mark so plainly as to feel a very distinct hatred for the leaving it there as a sign manual of scientific privilege. You can note the dimples and the little elevations that by their particular deviations emphasize the general roundness of the arm. Fastened closely around the wrist with a little band, the expansion of the ballooning sleeve is imparted to the wrist and makes the effect of its plumpness more insistent.

Woman and Legislation.

Charles Selby Oakley, an Englishman, writing in The Nineteenth Century, is bitterly opposed to admitting women into parliamentary assembliea He says their presence would be dangerous to the men and to the community at large,'' giving as a reason woman's great influence over man. Dr. Johnson said once upon a time that woman's influence was so paramount over man it were wise to deprive her of all legal rights. Mrs. Maitland, a member of the London school board, takes issue with Mr. Oakley and says, from actual experience, that woman's influence over man does not reach the paralyzing degree asserted by the gentleman. In executive and deliberative work where men and women are equally together, Mrs. Maitland says, men are courteous and nothing more, never hesitating to differ in argumentor oppose in suggestion when they think best.

The Correct Bride Cake.

The correct bride cake from now on will be a simple loaf, spiced and fruited, ioed and wreathed in natural orange blossoms, and only large enough to exactly supply the bridal party. Of course the ring, spoon and thimble will be baked into the loaf and the center of the table occupied by the gorgeous plaster and nougat edifice meant for orna-

Then, for

guests at the reception, the oonfiseur

v"an**v

spiced, out squarfe, in a circle or heart

The Woman Referee.

The presence of a woman referee at a recent auction sale has opened the eyes

a

woman can boldly mount tho rostrum and coolly watch the audience bidding frantically for a tenement house, why

streets and parks, and even ascend the bench and reach the court of appeals? In fact, if the encouragement of a woman lawyer is going to be the fad it would be well for all firms of lawyers to add a woman to the partnership, a*I thus meet competition. Old practitioners sec that the time to resist the admission of women to the bar has passed, and they must bow to the inevitable, just as did the car drivers a few years ago when the oable was substituted for slow horses. Jewish Messenger.

A W. C. T. U. HoepitaL

The Woman's Christian Temperance ynirm intends to erect a national temperance hospital in Chicago. One of its promoters says, "We shall show the doctors who think that in some cases the administering of alcohol is an absolute necessity to save a patient's life that they are utterly mistaken, and before oar work in the new field is a year old wepresent facts in the shape of oared patients which will change the mirwi of many a physician, no matter how hidebound be may be in his prejudices."

State* to Conquer.

Twenty-five states have given the educational ballot to women. There are rfin so states to conquer. The world moves slowly and generations die, but it moves. The business world moves faster. We have just counted 25 occupation* p*mk women have invaded in the last of acenfcoiy.—Milford (Mass.)

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The Social Position of Actors

The time was in France when the aotor had no social position, and certainly no spiritual one. Special dispensation was necessary when the Catholic church allowed amass to be said for the repose of an actor's soul. In The Chautauquan Professor Warren, describing the Moliere period, writes:

The social position of actors in Moliere's time was a low ona Not from any prejudice against the stage evidently, since dramatists like Oorneille and Scarron were on the same footing at the Hotel de Rambouillet and the other salons of Paris as poets and essayists and were eleoted to the French Aoademy as readily. Indeed, it would seem as though the composition of plays was the shortest road to distinction in the Paris of Moliere, as it is today. But with the actors it was another question. Their wandering, unsettled modes of life had evidently told against them. They were not admitted to sooiety whether their conduct was good or bad. They were not even considered in the light of literary persons. Moliere met his friends, Boileau, La Fontaine, Furetiere, at publio cafes. As a writer of comedy he was either not t:-.ken seriously or had incurred too much hostility on the part of influential sets, the olergy through "Tartuffe," the salons through "Les Femme8 Savantes." As an actor be was considered an outoast with his olass, and when, on his deathbed, he asked for spiritual consolation his appeal fell on deaf ears till it was too late. So that it was with the greatest difficulty that his widow procured a bit of consecrated ground in which to lay the remains of the unshrived comedian.

Newspaper Profits In liondon.

There was a trial beforo Mr. Justice Cave recently wliich, if correctly reported, shows what is the profit of the shareholders of The Times. Mr. Adams bought one-fourteenth of two-thirds of one-ninth of two-sixteenths (or 1-1,512) of The Times from Mr. Brodie for £853 on the assurance that this minute share was worth about £25 per annum. According to him, after he had purchased the share, he found it only to be worth £17 a year. On this he asked for damages. The jury assessed the damages at £65. Assuming this share to be worth £18 per annum (which seems about the average value), it is clear that the net dividend on all shares is £27,216. Mr. Adams, believing it to be worth £358, paid for it 14.1 years' purchase. The jury valued it at £288, whioh, taking the annual return at £18, would be 16 years' purchase, making The Times worth £485,456. This, however, does not quite correotly, I believe, represent the value, for Mr. Walter, as printer, derives a largo profit on an old contract. This oontract, in point of fact, represents what may be called preference shares, while those of the shareholders may bo termed ordinary shares, the value of The Times being the sum total of both.— London Truth.

Blood Is Life.

It is the medium which carries to every nerve, muscle, organ and fibre its nourishment and strength. If the blood is pure, rich and healthy you will be well if impure, disease will soon overtake you. Hood's Sarsaparilla has power to keep you in health by making your blood rich and pure.

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Signs of Brain Exhaustion.

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An alarmist doctor says that when a person begins to have doubts about the spelling of oommon words, to write an unnaturally small Hand that shows a tendency to waver above and below a straight line and to grasp the pen with unnecessary foroe, especially at the end of along word, then that person is suffering from brain exhauntion and ought either to take a complete rest or else to find work of an altogether new and different kind.—San Francisoo Wave.

Penn Yan.

The Philadelphia Record thus explains the origin of the namo Penn Yan, N. Y. "It was built up conjointly by settlers from Pennsylvania and New England, who were unable to agree upon a name for the new town until some distorted brain suggested Penn Yan as a combination of the words Pennsylvania and Yankee. It was adopted as a compromise and is still attached to the place."

A Result of Matrimony.

"Do you mean to say, Chumley, that you spend less money since you were married than you did before?" "That's what it amounts to. I have much less to spend."—Detroit Free Press.

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"SHE DRESSES WELL."

But Her Clothes Often Cover a Living Death.

Beauty Is the Shrine of Men's Worship, and Women Vie With Knoh Other to Make Themselves Attractive.

The remark, "She dresses elegantly.'* is a very common one in this age of wealth and progress.

Women vie with each other in making themselves attractive, for men admire a stylishly dressed woman.

Good clothes add to the charms of the woman in perfect health, but are ill-befitting those who through ignorance or carelessness havo suffered the inroads of female disease* to stamp them as physical wrecks. It is unfortunate, but true, that some physicians allow women to suffer needlessly, because man can

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the Eugene field monument Souvenir

The most beautiful Art Production of the century. "A (mull bunch of the matt fragrant of blo»» *oms lathered from the broad acre* of Eugene Field's form of Love." Contains a selection of the most beautiful of the poems of Eugene Field. Handsomely Illustrated by thirty-five of the world's greatest artists as their contribution to the Monument Fund. But for the noble contribution! of ths great artlits thl» book could not have been manufac tared for

*7.00.

For sale at book stores, or sent

prepaid on receipt of $1.10. The love offering to the Child's Poet Laureate, published by the Con* mittee to create a fund to build the Monument and to care for the family of the beloved poet.

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